Punks will always scheme to, create a meansTo take my kindness, for weakness, cause they don`t seem toRespect my generosity, and what it`s costin meIs headaches, I don`t like fakes, or people bossin me aroundYou clown, it`s time I beat you downYou tried to play me betray me and slay me, and now you`ll drownIn the river, I`ll give ya, reasons you should shiverCause when I get to wreckin and deckin, I won`t forgive yaYou had the opportunity, for bein cool with meYou stabbed me in the back you duck, and now you`re soon to beDisarmed, embalmed, I`ll break off all your armsAnd then your legs, you`ll beg, I`ll crack you like a eggAnd spill your yolk, you joke, I`ll duff you in the eyeAnd you`ll say, "Why?" And bleeding and pleading, you`ll start to cryAnd I`ll reply with a confident sigh, "There`ll be no more Mr. Nice Guy"

No More Mr. Nice GuyNo More Mr. Nice Guy

Yo ?, this is somethin that I want to tell to you, sell to youAnd as I speak you girlies yell to your friends, "Yo it`s him!He`s shockin again!" This is the season for breezin with reasonBecause I`m in, charge of the attack on suckers who just rap onWack track that lack that snap, while I just mack onHonies who look good and, they all want the wood inThey push up, to get up close, to serve me puddinAnd I just tell em, "Look here, I am not a crook there"But I like to snatch em all, cause like a hook they`re stuckStruck, they tried to press their luckThey want to tease me and skeeze me and please me, to squeeze the bucksFrom my pocket that is bulging, I`m not indulgingIn lame games with phony dames, too busy buildin my fortressScore this, drink while I pour thisI`m livin and givin my rhymes, so I`ll ignore thisGarbage you are runnin, I am not the one andYou`ll never get to vamp me tramp cause I`ll be stunning your mindI`ll sign, my name on your behind and cool you offLike frost, I`m leary of the way you double crossGet lost, I`ll tell you you are fly and say goodbyeAnd burning and yearing you`ll ask my whyAnd I`ll reply with a wink of an eye, "There`ll be no more Mr. Nice Guy"

No More Mr. Nice GuyNo More Mr. Nice Guy

Oh sure, you`re, running back for meI`ma great you defeat you and beat you, show you the doorCause you ain`t really welcome, you know you`re seldomThinkin of your fellow man, but you still til themYou want to be a friend then, you keep pretendinYou`re two-faced, so you`ll taste, just what I`m sendinPOW, now, you`re shaken sayin WOWYou stare, you fear, my wrath is too severeI never let up so get up I`m fed up, and I don`t careI`ll duff you in the eye and you`ll say, "Why?"While you`re bleeding and pleading, you`ll start to cryAnd I`ll reply, "Either do or you die,Cause there`ll be no more Mr. Nice Guy"